CAMELOT FANTASIES

WHISPERS

Lying here, in the comfort ov your arms.
Whispers ov your charms, embraced in desire.
Thru eyes, ov you the admirer.
Your luv pulls me within, running your fingers thru my soul.
Emblazed, within a hotter satire.
Let me spill, my inner soul.
Embodied, within a heighten role.
Let me be your thrill, your whispers ov the night.
Caressing, your mind thru flight.
I tremble, with each touch ov your mind.
Wrestling with mine, cohesive are we.
A mad luving spree, casting ov memories.
Your whispers ov luv, are chasing me.
Chasing our time, thru out history.